Uh, you would have thought that from seeing me going hardThat that'd motivate these motherfuckers to get on they jobBut instead they hating on what I've been doingHaving conversations in my face about what I should do for 'emWhat I'mma do keep rolling and dropping weed on 'emPack my bags look like I'm staying for weeks but be gone in the morningIf the flight is private, we probably should board itYou see it you like it, I can probably afford itIf niggas really felt some type of way about the shit I'm doingYou picked a crazy time to start letting me knowCause jealousy and envy that's a trait for mostly bitchesNot a man so you ain't one if you letting it showNow the money like the weed how we letting it growAnd I ain't holding on to shit I'm letting it goStarted small but now we all in them bigger gameAll in a bigger plane, ballin' and getting paid

First the love was thereThen the paper cameThen the haters cameBut we still rise above

First the love was thereThen the paper cameThen the haters cameBut we still rise above

My phone is dead, but I got a contactMy sharpie paint pen on my Timbo combatsYou talk shit, I won't respond backWhat they gon' get, and you don't want thatThat nigga will forget the dealRemember what? get for realMy whip appeal, my crib is realMy wrist as well you know...the Richard MilleAnd my grunge nigga, I make her come quickerThen rock toe socks, yellow sponge niggaI Tebow, for hoes that eat hoesEmojis fo' me and my peopleThe hoes love me, I'm on they TiVoI work they thighs, and they kegelsSkateboard, I love ChanelRetweet me bitch, I'm Pharrell

First the love was thereThen the paper cameThen the haters cameBut we still rise above

First the love was thereThen the paper cameThen the haters cameBut we still rise above

Yeah, I hustle no muscleI'll never be muzzledI'm a piece to a puzzleI'm Robert Townsend and my words gon' Hollywood ShuffleMy nigga I move moo, my motivation is moves foo'I get up and does do, I evenly do ten things at onceMultitaskin' super fast and king of tattin' super pimpin'House of rollin' run a business while I'm tourin' on you bitchesDoing features while watching a double feature niggaI see you suffering from haterism, get that checkI take nothin' and make somethin' there's no breaks when the hustle's runnin'Ain't dealin' with fakes ain't fuckin' with snakesThey all in my face now they got what it takes my nigga I'm straightSo don't reach out cause I peaced out when I reached outThere's no response like knockin' on an empty houseYeah, so I keep on while you peep on what I be on and you're behindThat's what karma's about

First the love was thereThen the paper cameThen the haters cameBut we still rise above

First the love was thereThen the paper cameThen the haters cameBut we still rise above

Man what the fuck is wrong with these niggasThey rollin' up, let alone doin' a song with these niggasClaimin' they ballin', to me they playin'These niggas ain't really doin' what they sayin'

Man what the fuck is wrong with these niggasThey rollin' up, let alone doin' a song with these niggasClaimin' they ballin', to me they playin'These niggas ain't really doin' what they sayin'